The Fourth Year Missing You

Today marks the fourth year. Four years since I lost you. In reality, I lost you a lot longer than four years ago. I lost you more than once. I lost you after you’d physically already left. I just keep losing you. Each year, each memory, each exciting chapter in my life I’m a little…

Did I just say that?

Lucas received a gift at Sunday school today and I’m over here bawling. I couldn’t have asked for a better place that meets all our families needs/wants/desires. For those of you who know, it’s been a struggle for me to find a place of worship. Mike is as Catholic as they come and I just…

My Last Day.

Today was the last day. I walked through the doors to my counseling session for the last time after four and a half years. The last face to face conversation with the one person in my life that truly and fully understands me, believes in me, and pushes me to keep fighting the good fight….

Does anyone really care?

Honestly, the past few days I’ve been debating whether to share my thoughts about this past month. I thought to myself, “Does anyone really care?” “Is it really worth sharing?” “Is this more for me than anything?” Then I realized… What does it matter? Stop getting in your head and go for it. So, here…

31,536,000 Seconds

31,536,000 seconds. 525,600 minutes. 8,760 hours. 365 days. 12 months. Exactly a year today. I totally didn’t plan my post today to be about this, but here I am. Writing about my crazy year of refinement. The toughest season of God refining myself and my family. I’m tired. Like, dead tired. When will we graduate…

The World Lost a Good One

The world lost a good one yesterday. A truly phenomenal person. A kidney. That’s how I was brought closer to his family almost 12 years ago.As some of you may know, my dad had a kidney transplant when I was 19. I, at the time was unable to donate my own due to my age….

Footprints in the Sand

As I write this, I’m exhausted. Sure, physically a smidge (with a toddler, travel, and being pregnant), but it’s more mentally. I’ve been struggling this week. Holiday season is my absolute favorite, but it also brings up so many emotions. It’s hard. It’s emotional. It’s stressful. I’ve been feeling abandoned lately. I know the Lord…

I. Am. Not. Okay.

I’m not okay. There, I said it. I. Am. Not. Okay. I said it again. It feels like the tightness in my chest released a little bit when I typed it. Except, it still feels odd to say outloud. Which leads me to this post. Why is it not okay to be not okay? We…